Spring 2014

There's my sweet boy snoozing with a foster pug. This was his last spring, hit by a speeding car, so now he sleeps under a rock cairn in a flower bed. I miss Jake.

The low wooden fences survived the snow plow.

Griff painted the lattice on my gazebo the light purple I had used for my bedroom walls. Then he painted the lattice on the wood shed that same purple. He was having fun and decided to combine the blue house trim paint with the light purple to have "beach" steps up to his deck.

I wasn't home. He figured I'd either laugh or scream. Fortunately for him, I laughed. Guess we have a similar sense of humor.

Below is the wood shed... 

The streamers outside the window have kept the birds from killing themselves flying into the glass.